"Give him back to you."
Jiang Changkong tossed Huang Qianlin away and entered the spatial passage with the Nether Dragon.
At the same time, the power of the Heaven Controlling Scripture altered their memories.
"Brother Kong, leaving in such a hurry—did trouble come up?" the Nether Dragon asked.
"Mm. Those near-gods received the news. As expected, those people still have a way to contact the near-gods."
Jiang Changkong's voice was cold. Fortunately, his secondary body was over there, serving as an informant.
"Didn't the near-gods say they wouldn't interfere?" the Nether Dragon asked doubtfully.
"Heh. Do you really think they won't interfere? Those damned dogs. Once I step into the near-god realm, none of them will have an easy time!"
Jiang Changkong said coldly. This concerned their path to immortality—would they truly stay out of it?
The Nether Dragon blinked. "Then I'll wait to eat near-gods."
Jiang Changkong smiled and hurried onward at full speed.
Those near-gods really thought they were heaven itself, able to rule all things and use the starry sky as a chessboard.
They made everyone fight to the death and open the path to immortality, while they merely sat back and waited in peace.
Did they think that, because they were powerful and numerous, they could suppress the supreme battle bodies?
Over by his secondary body, Jiang Changkong sat cross-legged amid a sea of flowers.
Many near-gods surrounded him, their expressions unfriendly.
"Jiang Changkong, explain this. What is going on with Jiang Changyue outside?" one near-god asked coldly.
What two geniuses? Jiang Changkong and Jiang Changyue were the same person!
Jiang Changkong had never displayed the power of the lunar yin precisely because he had arranged the identity of Jiang Changyue for himself.
But now, a problem had arisen.
Jiang Changkong was here with them, so